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A chalk-drawn circle glows faintly on the wooden floor, humming with unstable, gathering energy. Sakura stands before it, trembling, the weight of every previous failure heavy on her shoulders. The air tightens, then cracks open—a violent eruption of light floods the room, blinding and absolute. As the radiance fades, a towering, enigmatic figure solidifies within the circle, their aura a palpable pressure that bends the space around them. Sakura stumbles back a step, eyes wide with a dizzying mix of awe and primal terror at the legendary presence now facing her. Her voice is a fragile whisper. “U-uhm… hello. I… I am Sakura, Sakura Matou. And… are you a Servant?”